Dreamboat Eye Contact Novels & Stories

she bows her head Liam eyes widens as he notices the bruises on her cheek down to her lips and the moisture in her eyes , her long lashes couldn't hide it. He stands up and walks up to her , he lifts her chin up gently making her to look at him . He takes in the pale and tired look of her face , she looked sick and bags were under her eyes ... Tears that threatened to fall from those dreamy eyes of hers wasn't joking. " Who dare to make you cry flower , don't they know that I'm the only one allowed to do that ? "

Davide says mid climax, but you refuse. With a swift movement of her hand, the enchantress places you under an obedient spell. “Always do as he says.” “Open your eyes,” Davide says again, and your eyes fling open against your will. Davide looks into your eyes, and you look into his cold bright eyes. You feel a tear escape and roll down your face as you sink back to the ground, keeping your eyes on him. For some reason, his beautiful eyes bring you some sort of comfort.

I close my eyes shut and open them. Dora's eyes filled with tears, she slowly kneels in the middle of the road, there was still a little black stain on the ground from the accident, she uses her shaky hands to touch it "I don't want to believe you're the one who's gone". I walk close to her and place my hands on her shoulder "soon everything will be revealed" my eyes suddenly caught something, it was an old man with a homeless look, sited in a small wooden caravan, selling some very cheap fake jewellery.

"Open your eyes, I want to see in those deep dreamy eyes, my beautiful." Slowly she opened her eyes , they were full of love and want. A soft chuckle left his throat, seeing his shy girl turning into a tigress . Then once again he commanded her to touch herself. She never wanted to leave her grip over her friend yet she tried touching herself rolling on the bed. Seeing her like this he was getting harder, not able to stay apart he quickly grasped her hands and then entered into her slowly and slowly coaxing her. The doors were opened yet too small for a huge entry, beads of sweat were forming on the forehead. He said, " want me to come in", she nodded , he said, " it's going to hurt a bit bu

Damon asked while holding her chin between his forefinger and thumb and tilted her face up to examine the bruise. She was too stunned to comprehend. He looked so normal as if he hadn't just kissed her to death. She didn't respond. No words left her lips. She watched as he gazed intently at her bruised neck. Her breath hitched when she noticed the swirls of golden specks in his stormy gray eyes. At that exact moment he raised his eyes and they made eye contact. The rough pad of his thumb moved up and he sensually caressed her lower plump lip causing a shudder to run down her spine.

Everyone straightened their backs, people gave way and eyes flickered to a particular direction. ‎ ‎Following their gaze, I glance toward the doorway. ‎ ‎And there he is, Damon. ‎ ‎His dark hair is dishevelled in an effortlessly stylish way. His eyes roam the room, like he's searching for something. Girls sigh dramatically each time his eyes make contact with them. ‎ ‎I shake my head in shame on their behalf. ‎ ‎I look away before our eyes can meet, though my heart disagrees with that choice. I don't want unnecessary drama tonight.

I said with a smile on my face, tilting my head slightly as I tried to shake off the last of the nerves. “Yeah?” “Yes, show me some pointers,” I replied. “Okay. So… flirty,” Liam repeated simply. He turned slightly toward me, and I could feel his eyes settle on my face. The intensity made my skin tingle. “You want to make lots of eye contact,” he said, locking eyes with me. My breath caught slightly. His gaze didn’t just look at me—it looked into me. “And if you can, touch them,” Liam's voice dropped to a whisper, and the shift made my heart skip. “Their arm,” he said, his hand gently landing on my shoulder.

i have never noticed. Slowly,as if in a slow motion movie.i watch as he raises his head from his phone,as if sensing my eyes on him.our eyes clash.everything and everyone seize to exist at that moment.everyone disappeared and it felt like he was the only one on earth.like he was the only living and breathing thing on earth.he stole my breath away. Our eyes met with a focused intensity, conveying a sense of mutual understanding, attraction and tension. In that moment,our gaze communicated unspoken emotions, thoughts, and desires. The intensity of the eye contact was a powerful and intimate connection. fostering a sense of closeness and intrigue..

The screen opened and the desktop photo ruined my head and made me burst into tears. It was a photo of myself and Damon at some dinner party. i looked wierd, I had no makeup on, my haisr were frizzy and lose open. My expression was dumb. I wasn't smiling, instead I was staring at the camera as if I will destroy it. My eyes were cold and dangerous. Damon was the one clicking the photo. he was passionately looking at my wierd expression. The way he looked at me was remarkable. I could feel the warmth from a picture but not from the man in front of my eyes itself.

She was blusshing as Damon started at her with his jaw dropped , he wasn't even blinking watching Cynthia as she looked extraordinarily beautiful . " Hello Damon ." said Cynthia softly as she reached closer . Damon said nothing , it seemed like he was out of words .He was still staring at her , drinking her in . His dark black eyes were sparkling .Damon was just gazing at her , as he was hypnotized .Cynthia felt kinda shy as Damon stared and was avoiding eye contact , looking here and there and sometimes down , playing with her hair nervously .Finally she waved her hand in front od Damon's eys . "Damon ." said Cynthia softly .Damon just blinked heavily .